My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2777 - 2785: You Better Be More Careful

Porter likely figured out her true nature right from the start.

That's why he handled a newbie like her in such a manner.

Apparently, it's not just girls who can size people up.

Men possess that skill as well.

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Roughly ten minutes passed before Joanna and the rest reached the reserved eatery.

A private room had been secured for them.

With no cameras in sight, they could speak freely without restraint.

"Porter, wasn't that a bit too rough on Omega earlier?" Joanna fretted over him drawing haters from this. "You could've turned her down more subtly, even if rejection was your goal."

"Your directness might lead folks to assume you're picking on a rookie."

Kelvin nodded in agreement at that moment, "Yeah, a touch more diplomacy would've helped."

Porter gave a soft snort: "That lady's got skin thick as armor; tact won't work on types like her. Straight talk is essential. She figured we'd cave when she pushed to tag along in that spot."

"I aimed to show her she can't latch onto us. Plus, her joining would've spoiled the vibe. Joanna, what's eating you? I blocked her for your sake, yet you're calling me out?" Porter shot her a glare, brimming with annoyance.

"I'm not faulting you; I just fear this could pull in anti-fans." Having endured hater attacks endlessly before, Joanna bore a mental scar and naturally hoped Porter wouldn't suffer the same for shielding her.

Given Porter's bright career path now, rival firms kept a close eye on him.

They eagerly awaited any slip-up or offhand remark from him.

Then, they'd pounce to tarnish his name.

The entertainment world had seen such dramas unfold previously.

Joanna recalled how a rising teen star got toppled over something similar, though it wasn't his doing—his fans had messed up.

Due to that "idols answer for fans' deeds" rule, his bright prospects crumbled away.

Joanna feared Porter could face identical trouble.

"Relax, they won't topple me that easily," Porter replied casually. "And if bad luck strikes with haters blacklisting me from showbiz, at worst, I'll return to claim my dad's billion-dollar empire."

"I'd never go hungry."

Joanna: "..."

Kelvin: "..."

How did his remark spark such an urge to sock him?

Still, Joanna recognized Porter spoke truth; his clan was truly loaded.

They didn't match elite clans like the Heaths or Parkers, but ranked solid among the rich.

Porter had clashed with his folks over chasing stardom.

Yet, should he choose to return, open arms awaited him.

"For real, Joanna, watch yourself more," Porter nagged like an overbearing mother. "A single look told me Omega's sly as a fox."

"Particularly that look in her eyes toward you. You missed it, but I caught it sharp."

Unable to hold back, Joanna queried, "What sort of look was it?"

"What sort?" Porter pondered, "Envy? Malice? No friendliness there. Never have I witnessed a first encounter laced with such a gaze."